Nanchu looked at the warm heart of fans, suddenly very patient one by one back, with the interaction of Nanchu, under the small vest more and more lively.
A reply, let the south one Leng.
[Pang Pang, what about the man with your ring? 】
Nanchu looked at this one for a long time before she said, "it's gone. 】
the fans were very warm and did not ask any more questions. They comforted them and talked about other topics.
Nanchu stood at the intersection for at least an hour. It was cold until her toes were shaking. Then she quickly walked to a noodle shop nearby.
Nanchu's love for Ramen can't be stopped, especially when it's cold, a bowl of steaming ramen.
At the beginning of the south, she suddenly saw a reporter, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
There was no time to cover up. The reporter had already found Nanchu. Nanchu glanced at the reporter very lightly. The reporter subconsciously remembered Han Xiyuan who had seen him near here, and Lu Xiao who had just driven away.
How can these three people appear here at the same time.
However, the reporter could not help but ask: "in the beginning of the south, general manager Lu just appeared here, and Miss Han."
Nanchu looked surprised: "so? You didn't even let me know? I'm going to hold the big boss's thighs! "
The reporter laughed happily.
At the beginning of the South heartless and the reporter chatted for a while, the reporter saw that set out nothing, this just gave up.
Nanchu nodded politely. It was estimated that the ramen shop could not go. She went directly to the building without looking back. As a result, the reporter suddenly stopped Nanchu.
"Nanchu, is your face hurt?" The reporter's questions are sharp.
South one Zheng, the reaction is very fast: "yes, play a play, fake, hurt."
Then she pretended to be surprised: "are you going to shoot? Women want to face! It won't be so cruel to me. "
Nanchu was preempted by Nanchu, but the reporter was embarrassed to get up and smile awkwardly. Nanchu ignored the reporter and quickly walked towards the building.
It was unexpected.
……
As a result, as soon as Nanchu arrived at the studio, Wang Nan almost screamed: "this is just a little Kung Fu. Are you beaten again? Will you be splashed with sulfuric acid next time? "
Nanchu knew that Wang Nan was talking about being beaten on his face.
"It will be, so you can find ten bodyguards for me, or you will be splashed with sulfuric acid next time!" Nanchu one mouth nonsense.
Wang Nan did not say a word, put the mobile phone in front of Nanchu; "these reporters are really bastards."
"Paparazzi is not a son of a bitch. Where can we have a good time?" Nan Chu glanced at it and said nothing.
The above is full of enthusiasm about Lu Xiao and Han Xiyuan. It vaguely mentions the friendship and resentment between them, as well as the palm print on his face and the wound on his forehead.
Anyone who didn't name her name, but had a little brain, could have thought that this was her early days in the south.
The beginning of the south is very cold to return the mobile phone to Wang Nan, did not say a word.
Wang Nan took back his mobile phone and asked carefully, "is this the end of you and Mr. Lu?"
"Well." In the early days of the south, it's not salty.
Put clearly don't want to talk with Wang Nan more, Wang Nan also cleverly stopped the topic, left the space for a person in the south, went out.
Nanchu is so lazy on the bones, continue to brush the circle of friends, lazy to the extreme.
[chubby fat puppets] they focus on some interesting bloggers, and they won't be too boring. In fact, after a lot of busy time, Nan missed the news.
So, after a circle, two hours passed by.
Then, Nan Chu turned to the circle of friends.
She just opened the circle of friends and saw Lu Xiao's circle of friends updated.
A picture of snow, on which there are scattered footprints, only two words: [early snow. 】
Nan Chu can't see the reply below Lu Xiao's circle of friends, because their circle of friends is never intersecting.
Nanchu didn't like it or speak. After watching it for a long time, she closed her friend directly.
Lazily leaning back on the chair, finally, a deep sleep in the past.
……
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after that day's blood, it snowed one after another in Jiangcheng, and the temperature suddenly dropped to below zero. In this city with no heating supply, everyone began to complain.
Because of the wound on his face, Nanchu has never been out, so he has been living in the apartment.
Lu Xiao did not contact Nanchu any more.
In fact, they didn't contact each other for only three days. However, Nanchu felt that every day was like a year. It seemed that without such expectation, she lost her interest.
It's not.
All of a sudden, Nanchu's mobile phone rang. Seeing that it was Nanwan's phone call, Nanchu adjusted her mood and picked it up. Her tone sounded good: "Nanwan, how can you have time to call me?""Sister." Nanwan's tone was extremely excited, "I tell you, IELTS scores come out, I have full marks!"
"Really?" Nanchu was also excited for a moment, "my southern evening is really great."
"Sister, I can go to Massachusetts, can't I?"
"Yes, such a good result, I'm sure I can."
……
South evening and south early constantly say, the excitement in the tone how can't hide. Nanchu is proud of Nanwan. To a large extent, Nanwan is the last straw to save Nanchu's life.
It seems to carry all the original dreams of Nanchu.
She is very quiet to listen to Nanwan and his own chatter, occasionally respond to two sentences, South evening's excitement, through the microphone, but how can't cover.
Happy to fly.
Until Nanwan said enough, Nanchu carefully explained a few words, South evening hung up the phone.
Then, Nanchu got up from the lazy man's bones and walked towards the position of the dressing table. There was a report of Nanwan's inspection, and Nanchu's face darkened.
Nanwan's heart condition is much worse than I thought. Now the calm is an explosion of accumulated strength.
No one knows what will happen when Nanwan erupts.
That feeling, a little bit of pressure on the south, tired.
There was no time to gasp. Nanchu's mobile phone rang again. She subconsciously thought it was Nanwan: "Nanwan, what's the matter?"
"It's me." Yi Jiayan's voice came, "what's wrong with Nanwan?"
"It's OK. Tell me she has a full IELTS score." Nan Chu smiles and doesn't hide it.
"Nanwan's performance has been very good, there will be no big problem." Yi Jiayan is very sure about this point, "when it comes to Nanwan, I'll contact a chief surgeon through my relationship. He's authoritative in heart. As long as he can agree, there won't be too much risk in Nanwan's operation."
"Thank you." Nanchu listened quietly and was obviously relieved.
Yi Jiayan can help, far more effective than himself and headless flies.
Nanwan's disease does not involve heart surgery, but it is sophisticated. At least in Jiangcheng, no doctor dares to take Nanwan's operation.
Even in the international arena, Nanchu has tried many times, and most people shake their heads.
If this operation fails, it will be fatal to a cardiologist. If it succeeds, it will be famous all over the world.
No one plays with their future.
Therefore, Nanchu can understand.
Yi Jiayan casually asked Nanchu some things, and then quickly said, "tomorrow my parents will arrive at Jiangcheng International Airport at 4:00 p.m., but I can't go back for the time being. I remember to pick up the plane. I'm afraid you've forgotten all about it recently."
"I dare not forget to pick up my father-in-law!" The first book of the southern school is serious.
"Fuck you." Yi Jiayan was not angry, "Nanchu, you feel your conscience and say, if I don't call, do you really remember?"
"Forget it!" Nan Chu put out his tongue.
At the other end of the phone came Yi Jiayan's cold hum, and then a few angry curses, and then he carefully explained: "I arranged for the hotel, you can send them to the hotel, and chat with them. My mother talks a lot, but it's not difficult to get along with. My father's face is like that, so it's OK to ignore it."
"Oh --"
"my flight back to Jiangcheng at 6:00 p.m. I make an appointment for a restaurant at 7:30 p.m. and I will have dinner in the emerald garden of the hotel. You can take them down and finish the play, and they will find an excuse tomorrow, so they won't pester you and me."
"Oh --"
"you can answer any questions they ask."
……
Yi Jiayan carefully explained, listening to the quiet early in the early South, until Yi Jiayan finished, the early South can not help but Tucao: "Yi Jiayan, you make complaints about the parents of pit goods."
"Well. You are an accomplice
"Lying trough!"
"Stars can't swear!"
"Mom, the stars can't eat meat yet!"
……
Two people are noisy for a while, Yi Jiayan there is a voice to urge, he just hung up the phone, south early also followed hang up the phone.
Looking at the time, she got up and went to the kitchen to get herself something to eat.
But with the sound of pots and pans, Nanchu gradually calmed down and took care of the ingredients in his hands.
The weight of one person's food is not much, but it is particularly exquisite.
Small stew cup of kelp tube bone, a small portion of fried meat, a small steamed fish, a small plate of garlic cabbage, a stewed rice.
The dishes are very beautiful. After adjusting the lighting, Nanchu took these dishes seriously and sent them to the microblog of the small vest.
Round fat puppet: [satisfied! (comparison)]
fans whine and scold Nanchu for being inhumane at the food order, but they still have a lot of fun talking with Nanchu.
When Nanchu looked and ate, he felt better all of a sudden.It seems that the haze of these days has dissipated.
Sure enough, food is the best cure in the world.
None of them.
……
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at night.
Lu Xiao brushes to the micro blog of "round and fat puppet". He is very habitual to save the photos one by one and watch them for a long time.
As if through these dishes, you can see Nanchu's heartless smile.
Looking at it, Lu Xiao was hungry.
He got up and went to the refrigerator. He opened it at will. It was full of fresh ingredients. He had everything in the photos of Nan chufa.
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